I woke up to a really crazy dream of him wanting to separate, but neither of us could afford the house we were living in alone, so we stayed there together and continued to act like everything was fine. Then when I assumed we were fine, he told me he was moving out with his girlfriend. Then I went a little crazy while the kids were with DH and started walking around the house topless with all the curtains wide open. The neighbor called the cops and I ran outside flipping out about them calling the cops, still topless.

Then I woke up to him trying to cuddle with me and I bit his head off. Poor guy!